blag: To convince another person that all the stuff you just made up is in fact true and worthy.

Wednesday, September 24, 2008

Style icon: Religious ladies from the 19th Century

Here's a lovely accessory that popped up on Craft the other day: a Reversible Folkloric Felt Bonnet. A bonnet!

The regular reader(s?) of my blog will know that I am very interested in ironic fashions and I love referencing things that are deeply uncool, hence my penchant for librarian chic, etc. For some reason when I think of folksy fashion I think of Chloe Sevingny, who everyone loves and knows is the indie style queen sans equal - maybe the folk thing is because of her recent-ish role in Big Love, although she's obviously a New York gal all over, so who knows how my mind is making these connections. My point is, if Chloe Sevigny is wearing a pastel-coloured, high-necked, long-sleeved, ruffly blouse made by a little old seamstress in a teeny tiny town in Utah then...uh.... so can you?? oh forget it.

These modest dresses and freaky 19th century undies for the conservative Mormon in your life are being sold without irony all over the Internets right now, although my sources are unable to verify if anyone is actually buying them.

It all seems a bit too matchy-matchy - where's the individuality? Oh, right, of course. I am quite partial to maxi dresses, but I think this takes it a bit far. And ladies, let me dispel a myth for you: brushing your hair a hundred times won't make it healthy, and just because it's long doesn't mean it's pretty. Sorry, but I had to say it.

All about moi

'Blag' comes from the French word 'blageur' meaning 'to tell lies'. It suits petite moi very well since we all know that French is the international language of fashion! A beautiful phrase which just speaks directly to my heart is "elle dit n'importe quoi" which roughly translates as "she talks horse shit" but it just sounds so much better in French, doesn't it? They really have a way with language... I don’t have a big budget for clothes, a lot of time for shopping, or any actual experience in the fashion industry, and my sense of style is actually really lame. But! even I can see that most people have not found that essential link between their minds and their bodies through clothing and accessories, either. What I do have, though, is a love of fashion and the ability to talk absolute bollocks! So I’ll share my limited knowledge with you all, and the rest I’ll just make up.

Champagne

I drink it when I'm happy and when I'm sad.Sometimes I drink it when I'm alone.When I have company I consider it obligatory.I trifle with it if I'm not hungry and I drink it when I am.Otherwise I never touch it, unless I'm thirsty.